Disclaimer: Don't own TMNT, Do own Randy. Any questions?….everyone raises their hand rage YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!…sigh
Hunger
She vomited, pure and simple. It was all she could do at this point.
All she could do to keep from hating herself.
Never in her wildest dreams did she think that she would ever find anyone even willing to be with her, but she did.
And in the most unsuspected of all places, the sewers.
Nevertheless, he was perfect. She knew that from the day he rescued her that dark cold night. He was her light, and for him she had to be perfect.
Standing, she took a look at herself in the full length mirror and frowned.
After her rescue she basically became a part of the lair, literally because she had nowhere else to go. Nevertheless, he welcomed her.
They all welcomed her.
She officially became a part of the family, and even better, his prime love interest.
How that all started? She would never understand. She wasn't anything special. Heck, she wasn't even pretty.
Randy looked in the mirror for the second time in the same number of minutes.
How disgusting. Hair: flat, Face: lined with worry, Body: pale, unconditioned. She was not what he deserved…
He deserved someone beautiful, full of life and energy, and someone that could be his rock, especially with all of the things going on in his life with the Foot's reappearance and everything.
However, and despite her desire, she wasn't any of those things.
But for him, she would be.
And that's why she started vomiting.
She needed to lose weight, to become sexy, to become perfect.
For him.
It was what he deserved.
Slowly it started, at first; skipping a meal here and there, asking to bring the food to her room and then throw it away instead of eating it, picking at her food while at the table, anything to keep from actually eating it.
It was not as if it went unnoticed.
She was sure that the turtles did notice a change, but if they did, they kept it to themselves.
Besides, it was not polite to comment on a females eating habits…
However, it slowly began to get worse, or better in her perspective. Sometimes she found that she could just 'not' eat forever and would have to indulge in order to quite the rumble in her gut, only to feel like shit afterwards because of her weakness for not holding out.
Therefore, the only way to fix the problem was to neutralize it.
It was then that she began vomiting on a daily basis.
Between not eating for breakfast and lunch, and vomiting up dinner, she persevered. Only to look into the mirror now and see results.
Before her was a skinny frame of a body, resulting from a month of starvation and perseverance…but was this what she wanted?
Was it worth it?
Well, it didn't matter. She needed to be 'perfect' and this was the only way.
TV, magazines, everyone says that skinny is 'sexy,' so she would become skinny; truly skinny, even if it killed her.
He deserved as much.
He deserved 'perfection.'
And that was what she was going to be.
Perfection.
But is it worth it?
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Eerie, Ain't it? I don't know. It's just a little thing I thought up a while ago that I finally got a chance to write. I didn't put the turtle's name she is in love with; I thought it could be anyone, so you make it out to be who you want.
So, what do you think? R and R if you want.